[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Zhao Qingyu's eyes widened, her little head turned quickly.

Although Uncle Liu had told him various things before, he just didn't mention this.

How did Brother You An guess it?

Isn't he an ancient man? Is he a genius?

A genius can't have such a big brain - Zhao Qingyu is used to time-traveling until now, and she always feels that she will be able to put it back on again when she wakes up one day.

Seeing that he didn't refute, Xin Qiji confirmed it in his heart.

Call Uncle Liu again at this time, and his ears will be pulled until he howls.

Zhao Qingyu shook her head and looked at him pretending to be calm: "Where did you watch it?"

This kind of cognition cannot be told to him by others.

"The tens of thousands of us all traveled from 1000 years ago." No one can convince others.

To be able to have such an idea, it could only be because of something he came into contact with.

Xin Qiji sat down slowly, and asked again with a complicated expression: "Are we really monkeys?"

Didn't Pangu create the world, and there was no Nuwa who made people out of earth?

Zhao Qingyu: "...???"

Xin Qiji had too many things to digest recently, so he turned on the computer and showed him his browsing history.

The history, biology and geography of junior high school were all turned over.

It is impossible to learn everything in such a short period of time, and it must be skipped and flipped through.

Although the idea of ​​making humans out of clay is a bit absurd, the idea that humans evolved from monkeys... is obviously even weirder.

In the past few days, Xin Qiji has gone through all the videos about the 5000-year history, and followed the relevant keywords to watch how the human technology tree develops.

From the Cretaceous to the Jurassic, from ancient times to the Middle Ages to modern times, he can even find a history similar to his own time point.

But there are two things that cannot be retrieved in the database. The first is Linguo, and the second is all the history he knows.

In the display of the database and teaching materials, there are only the six dynasties of Yao, Geng, Xin, Dao, Tian, ​​and Ming, and then there are modernization reforms and the reorganization of Huaguo in the modern era.

There is no Spring and Autumn and Warring States and Tang and Song Dynasties, and there are no Three Emperors and Five Emperors——

However, what is the relationship between Linguo and Huaguo?

All the textbooks and data are marked with the words "Huaguo", but don't they say that this is Linguo?

Zhao Qingyu flipped through the browsing records, thinking that Brother You'an could really consider taking the CAT test, and maybe he could kill Uncle Liu in the future and become a new generation of head of state.

He coughed lightly, nodded and said, "Yes, we changed from monkeys to humans."

I always felt something strange.

Xin Qiji shook his head, and asked again: "Hua Guo——"

"We are vassals of the Hua Kingdom, and we came across the sea." Zhao Qingyu said without changing his face and heartbeat: "The history inside is also our history."

"However, your history is divided into B.C. and A.D., I have searched." Xin Qiji thought very carefully, and he was not fooled by him with a few general sentences: "The demarcation point of AD is the creation god you worship." The time of Kesu's legendary birth.

According to his understanding and study during this period, Huaguo is on another continent, and the calculation of time and calendar is completely different from theirs.

"Brother You'an, what are you thinking..." Qingyu tried to play dumb: "Actually, there is no such thing..."

Xin Qiji only clicked on the lower right corner of the computer screen, and the time was immediately displayed——

2031年4月5日21:40:49

"Your time is in 2031, right?"

He didn't know numbers before, but he learned how to do it after groping, but he still didn't understand their time.

No year, just numbers, and it's 2031.

Zhao Qingyu looked at this tall and handsome big brother for a long time, spread his hands and said: "When brother Liu asks you later, don't say that I told you these things."

Xin Qiji was silent for a few seconds: "Why do you always call him uncle in front of him?"

If you just look at the face...the emperor of Linguo should be about the same age as him.

In this way, Zhao Qingyu should also be from the royal family?

"I don't like to see him puffy," Qingyu said with a smile, "You have read the history, how do you feel?"

Xin Qiji glanced at the sea of ​​flowers on the computer desktop, and said truthfully: "I skipped and watched, and there are many things I still don't understand."

For example, why they can travel thousands of miles a day, or how to make the plane fly to the sky using the principles of physics.

For another example, why can there be no distinction between monarchs and ministers in this world, and Liu Xi can live in a house where ministers gather together.

It seems that Blue Cat's naughty three thousand questions are not enough.

Qingyu raised her hand and patted his shoulder, showing a meaningful expression: "Look hard, learn hard."

"But having said that," the young man thought of something and said with a smile, "Do you want to stay with us? There are still many books and things to learn."

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at the lit computer again, and only spoke out his inner thoughts frankly.

"I want to stay for a while, and then return to Lin'an to serve the court."

He still can't fully accept this brand new thing, not to mention that the thoughts in his mind have been rooted for more than ten years, and he can't just let go of it.

"Yeah, okay." Qingyu yawned and said, "We've been up for two days, let's turn off the lights and sleep for a while."

She didn't seem to mind that he came and went so casually, and she didn't worry that he would reveal this secret.

Seeing the child's usual expression, Xin Qiji also laughed helplessly.

Even if I really tell outsiders what I guessed, no one will believe it.

Liu Xi slept for two days.

During this period, he woke up in the middle of the night like a sleepwalker, staggered to the refrigerator, filled half a liter of milk and ate three pieces of bread, then staggered back to the bedroom, fell headlong on the bed and continued to sleep.

At that time, Xin Qiji got up at night to go to the bathroom, and witnessed him pouring tons of milk with his eyes closed the whole time.

She even subconsciously wanted to wipe the corners of his mouth.

The emperor of Linguo is really a strange person.

Xin Qiji saw him once when he first came here, and then several times when he went to the cafeteria from a distance.

Then there were broadcasts throughout the city, and on the circulars of the preparations broadcast in the four squares, there was a smile on his face, determined to win.

The real person is thinner than the photographed image, and he smiles softly and peacefully in private.

But this was the first time he had observed this person so closely in the emperor's house.

When Liu Xi finally got out of the coma and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth with his hair like a bird's nest, he didn't notice that there was someone more in the house.

That's right, is that ancient man still living in his own house?

There is an ancient man in the family, where did he come from...

Zhao Qingyu picked it up from the side of the road?

Liu Xi closed the door of the toilet, and began to rub his eyes while brushing his teeth in a daze.

Zhao Qingyu, who was sitting next to him on the toilet, called out weakly.

He glanced at him, continued to move his toothbrush messily, and gave an inarticulate hum.

"I'm not saying hello to you..." Zhao Qingyu said in a lower voice, "Brother You'an...he guessed our identity."

Liu Xi's mouth was full of toothpaste, and he uttered a few vague sounds.

"It's not that identity. He guessed it. We are from Huaguo, and we are modern people many years later." Zhao Qingyu looked at his stubble and said solemnly: "Although I didn't fool me, you can't detain me. Pocket money—this is already a matter of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and has nothing to do with me."

Liu Xi glared at him, then began to wash his mouth, wash his face and comb his hair.

He didn't wake up at all.

If it wasn't for the phone ringing off the hook, I really wanted to sleep for another three days and three nights - but Li Luan would have kicked him off the bed.

After he basically cleaned up his face, he said clearly again: "You'an is that Xin Qiji?"

"Ah."

"He read our history?"

"Ah."

"You didn't lock these sections in the database? You can't tell a lie?"

"Um……"

"Do you still want pocket money?"

"I'm going to make a fuss." Zhao Qingyu showed a pitiful expression, and her eyes turned red instantly: "Do you believe it or not? With this expression, I'm going to find Grandpa Long."

Liu Xun pulled a towel onto his hair, put his hands on his hips and said, "Da Lin Guo died because of a brat like you!"

Although the bear child is not cleaned up, the problems that should be solved must be solved.

Xin Qiji was writing his biology class notes with his head down, trying to understand what a cell is, when the door rang three times.

He raised his head subconsciously, but he didn't know how to respond to this courtesy.

Liu Xi, dressed formally, pushed open the door with a cold and calm expression.

Liu Xi is wearing the uniform of Huaguo, which is made of spring and summer smoke gray blended cotton cloth, with a waist that fits close to the body. The epaulets and badges mark the positions and titles - the white antlers are wrapped with laurel branches, and the background is royal blue enamel color pattern.

His hair fell softly by his ears, all the stubble was shaved clean, and his whole person exuded a quiet and cool aura.

Even if Xin Qiji didn't know what the clothes represented, he could feel that this person had aristocratic background and self-cultivation just from his clean condition to the point that his hair was spotless.

The sitting posture is calm and upright, and the facial features are exquisite and unsmiling.

——and the one who was wearing a bear nightgown and pouring tons of milk with his eyes closed that day seemed to be two people.

"Mr. Xin." He said coldly and politely, "We need to talk."

"Okay." Xin Qiji looked into his eyes and smiled faintly.

Compared with Liu Xi's voice, his voice is deeper and clearer.

"Mr. Liu,"

"If I'm not mistaken, you want me to stay here, don't you?"